Poetry, for me, is about using words rhythmic nature to create a mind set. It is about playing with structure to breakthrough language's limits. Like life, you got to use reality's tools to imagine anything beyond it.
Here are some of my poems.

Wednesday, January 7, 2009

How and Why

How and Why,I really don’t know.

Well,how, I understand.There is all the technical jargonand scientific bargainto help me comprehend.

As for why,it’s a worthless taskto even askwithout a sigh.

But the mind entertainsthose mental painseven when all that remainsare the cut off lanes.

When beautiful animationthat indulges in creationloses commandby the touch of the handof its own basic brand.

If you really attend,you’ll see that I don’t really seek to understandthe question I posed.

For who can bear to knowthe secret of the showgoing on behind the doorI just closed.